When Su Qianqian’s maid delivered a message to Zhao Yi at the Four Seas Restaurant, Zhao Yi was attending an auction.
As a crucial male supporting character in a romance novel, Zhao Yi’s life follows only two paths.
One is to spare no effort to make money.
The other is to spare no expense to spend it on the female lead.
Yes, you heard right.
It’s all about spending lavishly on the female lead!
Because the female lead thinks money is dirty; she doesn’t want to be tainted by the disgusting smell of wealth.
Therefore, Zhao Yi can only resort to "lowly" tactics, continually pressuring the female lead to accept his money!
Upon awakening,
Zhao Yi thought of his past actions and slapped himself hard!
Disgusting!
Utterly disgusting!
The author of this book couldn’t have written such a stupid plot without three years of cerebral thrombosis!
Is this the male supporting character?
This is clearly a pathetic version of a bootlicking dog!
Maid Xiaocui saw Zhao Yi unmoved, becoming impatient.
She glared with wide apricot eyes, urging Zhao Yi: "Hey, did you not hear me? My lady has been humiliated at Cuihua Building, those noble ladies are bullying her, saying she can’t afford the ’Miaoyin Bell’!"
Xiaocui’s voice was not quiet, and many people around heard it.
As soon as she finished speaking, the noisy auction hall fell into silence.
Everyone’s eyes gathered on Zhao Yi, faces showing playful smiles, ready to watch the show!
Who in Wangjing City doesn’t know that Prince Zhao Yi loves his fiancée Su Qianqian to the bone, would grant her stars but not give her the moon!
Now that Su Qianqian is humiliated by those noble ladies, the Sixth Prince will surely fly into a rage over his beloved!
Normally, this wouldn’t be a big deal.
After all, the Sixth Prince is of noble descent; it’s nothing to teach those noble ladies a lesson.
However.
The old emperor is now gravely ill, and the princes are wooing ministers, preparing for the final fight for the throne.
At this time, the Sixth Prince provoking those noble ladies might offend the aristocratic families.
The aristocratic families in Wangjing City control half the discourse power of the Great Xia Imperial Court.
Without the support of the aristocratic families, the fight for the throne hasn’t even started, and Zhao Yi would be out of the race!
Thus.
Upon hearing Xiaocui’s words, everyone present curiously watched Zhao Yi.
Waiting for him to make a decision.
Seeing if he chooses love for the throne, or love for a beauty!
Zhao Yi observed everyone’s gaze, showing no expression, but calmly picked up the teacup on the table, leisurely drinking tea!
"So, can your lady actually afford the Miaoyin Bell?" Zhao Yi asked unhurriedly.
Huh?
Xiaocui was taken aback.
Obviously not expecting Zhao Yi to ask such a question!
From her past experiences, after delivering the message, Zhao Yi should reward her generously and then rush to her lady’s rescue!
Why did it turn out like this?
Zhao Yi saw Xiaocui staring off in a daze, lightly shaking his head.
"The items at Cuihua Building have always been pricey, Miaoyin Bell is the building’s treasure, surely worth a fortune! Since your lady can’t afford it, why get into a dispute?"
Boom!
With these words, the crowd exploded!
"The Sixth Prince actually doesn’t care about Su Qianqian anymore? Is the sun rising in the west?"
"I knew the Sixth Prince would say this!"
"With the throne at stake, a mere woman is insignificant!"
"A few days ago at West Mountain Temple, I saw Su Qianqian being quite intimate with a young monk. Does the Sixth Prince know something, intentionally giving Su Qianqian a warning?"
"Oh? Is this true? Can you tell me more, brother!"
"Silence! Careful not to let the Sixth Prince hear, or you’ll be doomed!"
Listening to the surrounding chatter, Xiaocui’s face grew increasingly ugly!
Although Zhao Yi, as a prince, never showed his status in front of Su Qianqian.
Xiaocui, seeing Zhao Yi’s humble demeanor around Su Qianqian, thought princes were no big deal.
Yet now, in public, she found herself openly discussed due to Zhao Yi.
Never had she felt so embarrassed!
Xiaocui got angry!
Bam!
Xiaocui slammed the table with her palm, shattering it into powder!
Zhao Yi’s eyelid couldn’t help but twitch.
Indeed, this is a Mystical World!
Even with a clichéd romance novel, the combat power remains off the charts!
Xiaocui, seemingly insignificant, shattered the iron-hard huanghuali with her palm!
If that palm hit me...
With a thought, Zhao Yi shook his head.
According to the novel’s setting, as the Sixth Prince, his character is a money machine, mainly to shower the female lead with gold coins.
As for martial arts?
That’s for the protagonist’s pretentious setting, a cannon-fodder character like Zhao Yi naturally doesn’t know any of it!
If Xiaocui slapped Zhao Yi, he’d be sent straight off for reincarnation!
Yet.
Is knowing martial arts really impressive?
"Presumptuous!"
Zhao Yi still held the teacup, his expression calm, eyes cold like he was looking at a dead person.
Sure enough!
As Zhao Yi’s words fell, a terrifying pressure immediately erupted behind him!
Zhao Yi’s mouth slightly curled.
He is, after all, a prince; how could he not have skilled guards?
"Ah!"
Xiaocui jumped, her face changing!
Xiaocui stared wide-eyed at Zhao Yi, utterly shocked, eyes filled with disbelief.
Clearly not expecting Zhao Yi to dare to have someone strike her!
Xiaocui glanced behind Zhao Yi, her lips quivering, scared to the core but refusing to back down!
"Zhao Yi, are you crazy? If you touch a hair on me, my lady will never pay attention to you again!"
Zhao Yi took a sip of tea and casually tossed the teacup to the ground.
Crack!
The delicate porcelain shattered instantly.
Xiaocui jolted, about to speak when Zhao Yi opened his mouth.
"A mere lowly maid, dare to act out of turn! For the sake of your lady, this prince will spare your life!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaocui sighed in relief.
The terror on her face quickly faded, replaced by smugness.
She just knew it would turn out like this!
Xiaocui had thought Zhao Yi changed his ways, daring to offend her lady.
But now, it seems he just pretends to save face publicly while privately still bowing to her lady’s charm!
Feeling proud, Xiaocui tried to maintain a stern face, her gaze at Zhao Yi scornful and mocking.
She was about to speak when Zhao Yi began again, unhurried.
"Death may be spared, but punishment is unavoidable! Someone, teach her a lesson on decorum!"
Xiaocui’s face changed.
"You dare..."
Before she could finish, she felt a violent pressure descending, rendering her speechless!
The next instant!
Slap!
A loud slap echoed through the restaurant!
Half of Xiaocui’s face swelled instantly, spinning like a top, flying out the main door!
Bam!
Xiaocui hit the ground heavily, disheveled and covered in dust.
PS: Dear readers, it’s pure entertainment; check your brain at the door before reading, then retrieve it afterward. Also, no romantic fools allowed!